After watching a movie, I tried to discover where life can go wrong. In this movie, some people were so rich, they spent their whole life avoid violent criminals, slowly moving, conserving what they have. And some who were so poor, they literally would die by the end of each day unless they did enough work, or sold enough, or got loans, made do by any means necessary.

To one, life was safe, to the other, anything but. Who has the better life?
As was (poorly) portrayed in the movie, success was found by ones who were free from the burden of money, both the burden of too much money, and too little. They spent time in relationships, discovered joys to make life worth living.

I believe it is a common dream to make a safe comfortable walled garden around us for ourselves and those we love. But do the walls really make our life better? Investing in bigger, shinier, stronger walls of conservatism is a sure fire way of missing out.

If someone next to you needs help, or has something to give, you can’t appreciate the gift of taking or receiving if you are behind a wall. You also aren’t help them if you are harming them at the same time.

When bad men combine, the good must associate; else they will fall one by one, an unpitied sacrifice in a contemptible struggle

rewritten as:

All that is necessary for evil is for good men to do nothing.